Lord Trilogy 2- The Forbidden Lord by Sabrina Jeffries

Author:Sabrina Jeffries [Jeffries, Sabrina]
Format: epub
Tags: Sabrina Jeffries
ISBN: 9780380797486
Publisher: Avon
Published: 1999-01-31T16:00:00+00:00

Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html behind. She was more than ready to escape both thorny men. As soon as they entered the house, she began assuring St. Clair that he needn’t give any more thought to them and could leave at once. Though he hinted broadly at his wish to see Sophie, she ignored him and watched with profound relief as he left, looking tense, discouraged, and more than a little angry. Although she wanted to talk to Emily before Randolph could corner the girl, Carter approached her before she could even usher the girl into the parlor. “There’s a Mr. Lawrence Phelps waiting to see you, milady. I thought I would wait until his lordship left to mention it. ‘Tis very strange. The young man claims to be Miss Emily Fairchild’s cousin. Of course, I told him that Miss Fairchild will be coming soon to stay with Lady Sophie, but the young man insists that Miss Fairchild is here now and demands to see her. I put him in the parlor.” “Thank you, Carter,” Ophelia said, dismissing him with a look. As soon as he left, she turned to Emily. “Is this Mr. Phelps truly your cousin?” “Oh, yes.” Emily sighed. “He’s a barrister here. Papa must have written to tell him I was in town. What should I do? If I talk to him, the servants will wonder. Nor can I tell him what I’m doing. He’s very moral and might tell Papa.” “Were you unable to elicit the truth from St. Clair or Blackmore? Must we go on with the masquerade?” Ophelia cast a quick glance at the closed door of the

parlor. “You interrupted just as Lord St. Clair was about to confess something important.” Emily whispered. “I’m nearly certain he’s the one. But not certain enough. I need more time.” Ophelia thought a moment. “All right. I’ll handle your cousin.” “What will you tell him?” “You’ll see.” She nodded toward the door that led to the dining room, which adjoined the parlor. “You can listen from in there if you want. Now go on with you. We don’t want the lad to grow impatient and come out where he can see you.” Emily nodded quickly, then hurried off into the dining room. Ophelia waited until Emily disappeared, then entered the parlor, only to catch the young man in question sifting through the letters that sat on a salver on the tea table. He whirled around, knocking the letter opener to the floor. “Good morning, Mr. Phelps. I’m Lady Dundee. I trust you found our mail in order?” Chagrin clouded his face. He bent to pick up the letter opener, but when he straightened, all hint of embarrassment was gone. “Good morning, my lady. I merely wondered if my cousin was receiving her letters.” Secretly admiring his insolence, she swept to her favorite chair, then sat down, indicating that he do the same. “We’re keeping your cousin’s letters for when she arrives. I promise she’ll receive them all then.

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